Nine billion is an astronomical figure to many people, and even eighteen generations of ancestors may not be able to accumulate this amount of money.
But in order to give Han Mu a home, Ye Fan threw away the money he had at his fingertips without hesitation. How could Han Ziqi not be moved by this?
Apart from her mother, Ye Fan is the second best person to her.
She subconsciously grabbed Ye Fan's wrist: "Ye Fan, no!"
Jessica and the others were also stunned. Ye Fan was considered their enemy, but they had to say that they admired Ye Fan's courage and righteousness.
How many men in this world are willing to give nine billion to a woman?
"It's okay. Nine billion, I can afford it."
Ye Fan patted the back of Han Ziqi's hand, slammed the medicine bottle on the coffee table, and looked at Han Xiangbei word by word:
"Mr. Han, how are you doing?"
"As long as you welcome Ziqi's mother back to the Han family cemetery, I will give you these ninety pills for free."
"A title, a tombstone, in exchange for nine billion, this is probably the most cost-effective deal in your life."
His voice was very calm: "Do you want to nod?"
Han Xiangbei's eyelids twitched and his breathing became short. I have to say that Ye Fan's suggestion was too tempting.
In the Han family cemetery, which is several thousand square meters, giving Ziqi's mother a slap in the face and getting back nine billion yuan is like pie in the sky.
He almost opened his mouth to agree, but thinking of Yang Manli, he trembled and calmed down.
If we welcome back Ziqi's mother, it will not only deny Yang Manli's status, but also slap her and the Yang family in the face. The whole family will definitely be in a state of unrest.
Thinking of this, he took a sip of red wine, and then looked at Ye Fan with gentle eyes:
"I used to think that being angry and being a beauty only belonged in movies, TV shows or myths."
"When I saw her today, I couldn't help but sigh, there is indeed a master in the world who loves country more than beauty."
"Ye Fan, although I hate you and hate you, I have to admit that I am very touched by your affection for Zi Qi."
"I'm not worried about her being bullied by you, nor am I worried about you putting her in danger."
Han Xiangbei eased his relationship with Ye Fan: "The slap you slapped me in the face will be wiped out."
Jessica and the others were stunned when they heard this. They did not expect Han Xiangbei to make such a decision. After all, he never allowed others to challenge his authority.
"Mr. Han, it doesn't matter whether you hate me or not."
Ye Fan reached out and patted Han Xiangbei:
"I'm just asking you now, will you buy these ninety pills with money, or will you give Zi Qi justice?"
This slap made Han Xiangbei's shoulders a little shorter, but Han Xiangbei didn't say anything.
Although Jessica and the others frowned, feeling that Mark's slap was impolite, Han Xiangbei didn't get angry, and it was hard for them to take action.
And Ye Fan has no ill intentions.
Han Ziqi looked at her father in silence, but her eyes were shining, obviously hoping that her father could take her mother back.
"Ziqi, I'm sorry. There are some things that my father doesn't want to do, but that he has to take into account the overall situation."
Han Xiangbei drank the wine in one gulp, and then pushed the check in front of Mark:
"I'll give you 10 billion. The conditions are the first two. The extra billion will be used to take good care of Ziqi for me."
After finishing speaking, he grabbed the medicine bottle on the table and stood up to leave.
Never looked back.
He seemed worried that if he stopped, he would regret his decision, and he was also afraid of Han Ziqi's questioning.
Seeing Han Xiangbei leaving, Jessica and the others hurriedly followed him.
Han Ziqi's tears flowed down again, with a look of resignation on her pretty face.
"Ziqi, I'm sorry, I couldn't help you."
Ye Fan reached out and shook Han Ziqi's hand:
"But don't worry, if you give me a little more time, your father and Yang Manli will kneel down to take your mother back."
Han Xiangbei's uncompromising aroused Ye Fan's fighting spirit, and he would never betray Han Ziqi's trust.
"Ye Fan, I'm fine."
Han Ziqi wiped away her tears and smiled: "Although I am sad about my father's determination, I am even more happy about your friend's righteousness."
"I am not your beauty, but you are willing to spend nine billion for me. This is enough for me to remember and brag about for a lifetime."
"As for my mother, let's take it one step at a time."
"No matter what, I can't lose you as a friend anymore, and I can't let you take risks as a friend."
She regained her former strength and coldness: "If Yang Manli dares to touch my mother's grave, I will definitely hold her and die together."
"No need to be so extreme."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Yang Manli won't be able to dance for long."
He looked down at the palm of his hand that he had patted Han Xiangbei's shoulder.
The lingering scent of lavender is still there.
At this moment, Han Xiangbei was getting into his nanny car, holding an astronomical amount of pills in his hand.
As soon as he sat down, Yang Manli, who was resting in the back seat with her eyes closed, opened her eyes:
"Old Han, what's wrong?"
"Did Ye Fan obediently hand over the pills and secret recipe?"
Yang Manli was aggressive: "When will Han Ziqi come back?"
She also smelled a hint of lavender on her husband, and the freshness made her couldn't help but take a few more sniffs.
Refreshing and refreshing.
"Mark is really weak and can be bullied. I wouldn't have slapped you and me yesterday."
Han Xiangbei also smelled lavender, but he didn't take it to heart at all:
"And the top priority is not revenge, but getting pills to solve the problem."
"If we don't stop the worsening condition of the pneumonia patients, Director Liu and the others will tear me apart tonight."
He rubbed his head: "So don't shout in my ear to kill me again."
"That's true."
Hearing that the situation of Director Liu and the others had worsened, Yang Manli lost two points of her arrogance:
"Have you got the pill?"
While speaking, she rubbed her nose again to feel the aroma of lavender.
"I got it, ninety, nine billion."
Han Xiangbei took out a medicine bottle and poured out ten pills to Doctor Feng in the front row:
"Take it to Our Lady's Hospital and give it to the ten most serious patients immediately."
"If it is effective, report it to me immediately, and arrange interviews with reporters to expand the visibility of the hospital and Life Group."
"If the patient is fine after re-examination, I will let Director Liu and the others take it."
Although Han Xiangbei knew that Ye Fan didn't dare to play any more tricks, he still wanted to keep an eye on Director Liu.
"clear."
Dr. Feng nodded respectfully, then opened the car door and left quickly.
"Nine billion?"
After Dr. Feng left, Yang Manli could no longer suppress it and burst out and shouted:
"Then why don't you go and grab it?"
"Can such an astronomical figure be exported?"
"It must have been instigated by Han Ziqi. The purpose was to take revenge on us, the Han family, and her dead mother."
"Old Han, call the police, arrest Ye Fan, and drive Han Ziqi out of the house."
She hated Mark to the core. A foreigner who dared to make such a noise was really desperate.
"Didn't I just tell you?"
Han Xiangbei's voice deepened: "Now is not the time for revenge, we have to solve Chunxiao's shortcomings."
Yang Manli gritted her teeth: "Of course I know I have to save people first, but I really can't bear this tone."
"Ye Fan also said that I don't have to pay 9 billion."
Han Xiangbei said coldly: "The prerequisite is that the Han family welcomes Ziqi's mother back to the cemetery."
"Are you willing?"
He waved gently for Jessica to drive.
The car whizzed away and drove towards the Life Group Building.
"Welcome that woman back?"
Yang Manli's eyes flashed coldly: "How is this possible? Even if it's 90 billion, let alone 9 billion, I won't let her go back."
"I know, so I refused."
Han Xiangbei looked at the wind and rain ahead, with a flash of light in his eyes:
"I have a lot of reluctance just like you, but we can't act rashly now until Director Liu and others recover."
"I didn't use force or challenge today. I even gave Ye Fan an extra billion to stabilize them."
"Don't worry, I will definitely get back this debt from Ye Fan with interest."
He comforted his wife softly: "No one can bully you like this."
"Okay, I listen to you."
Yang Manli nodded, took out her phone and said:
"However, whether we touch him or not, I have to tell Long Tianao..."
She took two more breaths of the delicious lavender scent, and then took her cell phone to make a call.
At this moment, she suddenly screamed, holding her head in her hands and screaming:
